News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-12-15
STOWE.

SlOWE.
E.. c.. Mower, of Burlington, was in
town last week.
w. F. Benson is assisting o. G. Har-
ris through the holiday trade.
Mr.. Gilman continues very feeble and
his recovery is regarded as uncertain.
A scarcity of snow on the mountains
is seriously depressing the lumber busl-
ness.
S. r. Town is among us again, having
but recently returned from ii western
| trip.
David Ward, a genial gentlemen from
| MiddleseX, was in town Saturday on bus
| mess.
! Tire is to be a cotilion party at Dykes
hotel on Friday evening. Dec. %, to
which ali are invited.
| Alfred Stanley was in town a few days
| last week, the guest of Mr.. and Mrs. O..
G. Harris aud others.
DR.. Church has exchanged his place in
&iddlesex with DR.. Marshall for the lat
ter's residence in Stowe.
A. X. Straw. of Springfield, Ohio.
arrived in town last week and attended
the funeral of G. w. Jenney.
We have L mrl0n weather for few
days. the ground bare of snow aud tOgg
aud dampness densely enveiUping our
valley.
Evening meetings are being held at the
Branch by r vs.. TruaX and Douglass,
where, it is said, much interest is being
manifested.
The death and burial of Mr.. Sylvester
Dwinell, aged IS years, occurred last
week At his death he was the oldest
male citizen in town, though several la
dies have arrived at IL ripper age than he.
The death of Mrs. NJ. I'll. Stafford, aged
Sc years, mother of j. Ii. Stafford. of
this place, occurred at Provincrtowu,
Mass, on Sunday. A delay in receiving
tile telegram announcing her death, pre-
vented MIR. Stafford from being present
at the funeral.
Quarterly meeting was held at the M
E. church last Sunday morning aud at
the Branch in the atternos99nt with til P Rls
course of the morning was preached
from the text, What protiJeth man if
he gain the whole world and lose his own
SOUL"
The Unitarians have made some prepa-
ration for protracted meetings at this viii
Iage and the Branch. Rev. Mr.. Became,
of Salem, Mass, Superintendent of the
Northern New England Unitarian mis-
sion work, is expected and it is believed
that the Rev. Mr.. Wright, of Montpelier,
will come.
While tourist from Waterbury to
Morrisvilie to lecture on Friday evening
last, the Hon. r. G. Horn made one
friend. Nathaniel Robinson, a call for an
hour or so. the reason being that Mr..
Robinson's uncle. Samuel Robinson.
whom many of our older citizens will
remember. became some 40 years ago the
third husband of Mr.. Horr's mother,
this visit being the result of hearsay
acquaintance.
Mr.. George w. Jenney, whose death
occurred at his residence Dec. 4th, was
born in Stowe, Feb. II, 1910. He was
left motherless when lad of but five
wears. At less than five years of age he
was attacked with a hip-iont disease.
which left him permanently lame. When
II he began to learn the jewelers. trade.
which was his life business; and he was
peculiarly adapted to it by his mechanf- !
cal turn of mind and by his remarkably |
genial spirit, by his rare tact and skill in
dealing with human nature, by which he |
made all men his friends. He was mar |
ried Nov. 26 1867, to Miss Mary A. Straw. |
4 union which added greatly to his nat |
urally happy life, the severance of which |
leaves one to mourn bitterly his loss. |
The house in Stowe village which he
huiit in 1877, is a sufficient monument to |
his skill and energy. During their ten
years residence in this house he and his |
family partook of few meals without
company. He was hospitable to fault. |
Few men in business. with his positive |
convictions. made so few enemies. This |
characteristic was due to his honest in
tegrity and to his keen sense of the fit |
ness of things. He was firm believer
in the Liberal faith, and generous sup
porter of the society to which he be- |
Ionged. Many friends went away from |
the overcrowded house on the occasion |
ut the funeral, unable to gain entrance. |
and few were the tOwnsmen that did not |
she'd "a tear at his death. The Masonic |
burial service was used at the grave. The |
following lines were suggested by the |
Heath of Mr.. Jenney =
How lonely the hours nowI
The days are weary
And the nights so long!
In the heart no music
On the lip no song.
Now list for a step,
Strangely familiar
1t fail cred ever,
And watch for face,
Twas cherries never.
Yet my heart shall delight
That good he has done,
In love that he bore,
In the kind devotion
That his goodness wore.
But his work shall be done:
OFT he was weary,
The sweeter his rest.
And all those whom he loved
In his works are blessed.